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Myth composed himself and wondered the same thing. He could hold his own in a fight, but he wasn't that great. "So where do we start?"

Abby smiled. " Follow me and all week be revealed." She opened the flap of the tent and walked out into the open air. She then began to had to what looked as a simple open field. But, that is what they wanted the world to think. Once they were at the edge of almost entering the field Abby stops. She closes her eyes just as her hands began to glow the same strange violet color of her eyes. She took in a deep breath then put her hands in what looked like thin air, not itt was. Actually there was a forcefield around the training area to protect it. She opened at hole in it then looked over at them. " Some help please?" It was clear that she couldn't open it anymore.

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Myth stepped up closer. "Here," he said as he stepped through to the other side, then from there he helped pull apart the force field a little more.

Gael watched curiously. She didn't have that kind of magic, or so she thought. She started to quickly braid her blueish hair. Her powers were more of the dark side, and she had never tried to use them for other things.

A man in heavy armor strode through the training area. He was in there before Abby opened the hole. Each step he took generated a "Klank" noise. He had a rather large broadsword at his side, a spear on his back. His short silver hair moved slightly in the wind, and his gold eyes pierced through the group of four. "Well." He said, his voice deep and solid. "Are you here to kill me too?" He asked, stopping a few meters in front of the quad.

Abby looked up at the man and shook her head. "Not at all, just here to train some new recruits, is all." She explained as she let the others in the training area then closed the protal inside. She looked at the heavy aromur on the man. "You really don't need all that, sir."

Gilliam raised his eyebrow, curious. "How do I know you don't want to kill me?" Gilliam asked, looking at Abby. "Because every which-way I turn, there's somebody that wants to kill me. They see my ears," Gilliam says, pointing to his ears, " And they want to kill me." His ears were pointed, similar to an elf's.

While still holding the force field opened he shot a somehwat angry look at Gilliam. His eyes were already white, but now they looked like diamonds, "We all have problems. No one as far as I know is forcing you here." If there was one thing Myth couldn't stand it was someone who couldn't get over themselves, or learn to trust. He was always told not to judge everyone based on someone else's mistakes.

"Say what you will. I found a force barrier while the humans were chasing me. I went through the rift I found and I came through here. And since I am not welcome, I shall take my leave." He said, the started to stride past Myth.

"No, wait!" Abby said, putting a hand on Gilliam's shoulder. "You are more than welcomed here. Everyone here is just like you, we all have magical abilities that which humans want to kill them for. We are all at war right now."